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Little Miss Cheerleader
My footsteps are hurried on the quiet concrete sidewalk as I race my tired body home. For the past 6 days, I have pushed my body to its limits with brutal, long hours at practice. My throat feels raw and strained as I try to breathe the late autumn air, pushing clouds of air out Continue reading
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Tell Me More…
“Let’s talk about some of these fantasies you mentioned earlier” “My darker fantasies…?” “Yes, those ones.” “Right.” I took a large gulp to try and clear my throat that felt too small for air. I shifted my fingers in my lap and brought my eyes back up to those waiting across from me. His warm Continue reading